Sunday, September 12, 2010

Well the banker man came to the house the other day
Said he's gonna take the farm away
Mamma looked at Poppa said what we gonna do
Poppa said hold on let me think this one through
He stood there long and quiet thinkin' with a scowl
And he said before I let this deal go down
I swear I'm gonna burn this farm right to the ground

The farmers and the bankers wanna go parted ways
They lend them damn near nothin' and make 'em pay and pay
When there's nothing left to give the bank takes back the land
And sell it to big business with few ...
When there's no course of action, no hope to be found
You're better off burnin' the mother to the ground

This farm is my family
This farm is my heart
And on the day I lose it I will know where to start
Pick up the pieces, tryin' to move on
Feel all the while like a part of you is gone

I was firin' the corn field just around dusk
In the smoke you could feel the spirits risin' up
Almost every migrant worker who's ever worked this land
Who could never get ahead, who could never run the stand
Why business would ever wanna shut these farms down?
Now they're watchin' as we burn this mother to the ground

The sheriff came up to the house today
Said the banker ain't been seen since he past our way
Poppa said sorry I ain't seen him Joe
Sheriff just looked on and said I gotta go
But I'll be back next week if he's not found
Poppa said that's fine except I'm leavin' town
But first I'm gonna burn this mother to the ground

This farm is my family
This farm is my heart
And on the day I lose it I will know where to start
Pick up the pieces, tryin' to move on
Feel all the while like a part of you is gone.